It’s easy to hear or read these words while sitting comfortably in your home. But imagine being a woman, cooking dinner in your kitchen, while outside the whistling of missiles threatens to tear your home and life apart. This is the reality of women in the resistance movements of Lebanon and Palestine.
The stories of electrical repairs amidst missile strikes, smoking hookah during drone attacks, and the connection between the lives of resistance martyrs and the commanders of the Sacred Defense, as narrated by Sahar Daneshvar in her journey to Lebanon, are truly remarkable.
When asked, “Mother, didn’t you want your son Ali to grow older, get married, have children, and then achieve martyrdom?” the mother of a 16-year-old martyr, who was praised by the leader of the resistance, Sayyid Hassan Nasrallah, as the youngest martyr of Hezbollah, replied with profound wisdom: “We don’t save our children; we offer them so that we don’t lose them.”
Every Lebanese woman I spoke to had deep and meaningful words that seemed to come from hours of philosophical reading. Their words offered a unique perspective on the coexistence of heavenly life and resistance in Lebanon and Palestine. Daneshvar’s journey provided a fresh window into this world.
Resistance: Our Entire Life, Not Just a Part
“Resistance is our entire life, not just a part of it.” This was the core belief of all Lebanese and Palestinian women, passed down through generations. During Sahar Daneshvar’s adventurous two-week trip to Lebanon last fall, her questions seemed obvious to Iman, a nurse who had lived through three wars in Lebanon. When asked why she returned to a home with no doors or walls left, which could soon be destroyed by another missile, Iman looked surprised: “Shouldn’t we return? It’s our home! We stayed until the last moment.”
Even then, the silence of our nights was filled with explosions and missiles. But we aren’t afraid of these things. When we finally left due to family insistence and much of the house was destroyed, we went to Beirut. A few days later when the ceasefire was announced at 6 AM, by 8 AM we were back home starting repairs—life anew.
Cooking Under Fire
“Mother! Whatever happens, don’t leave the house.” These words exchanged between mother and child at their doorstep were during heavy operations in southern Lebanon.
Even without her child’s advice, the mother would have stayed until her last breath—and she did for 22 days under intense attacks.
It’s easy to hear or read these words while sitting comfortably in your home. But imagine being a woman, cooking dinner in your kitchen, while outside the whistling of missiles threatens to tear your home and life apart. But the essence of resistance is ingrained in these women’s lives.
A Connection to Iran’s Sacred Defense
At a gathering in the home of martyr Bastam’s mother in Lebanon, her stories captivated Sahar Daneshvar. In a country still bearing scars from bombardments and destruction, tales of resistance are felt deeply.
From farewells between mothers and children to standing firm till death, their library of martyrs exemplifies the bond between sacred defense and resistance in Lebanon and Palestine.
If Daneshvar hadn’t seen books on Iran’s sacred defense commanders translated into Arabic at this library in Lebanon, she might not have believed how intertwined their spirits are with those resisting in Lebanon and Palestine.
The mother said her son loved reading about Iranian commanders’ lives and added new books monthly with enthusiasm until he achieved his dream _ becoming a martyr for the resistance.
Electrician amidst drone maneuvers
Drones flew over southern Lebanon as an indifferent middle-aged electrician worked atop an electric pole despite potential missile threats. Daneshvar wanted to flee but couldn’t resist asking him why he continued working amid such chaos; his calm reply: “The wiring has issues; if I don’t fix it people will suffer without electricity.”
Hookah under missile fire
Trying to comprehend this electrician’s bravery amidst Israeli drones led Daneshvar through southern Lebanese alleys where tobacco scent filled her senses amid explosions clouding skies with smoke.
Following this scent brought her upon another middle-aged man calmly smoking hookah despite relentless bombings. A scene bordering madness or nonchalance or routine!
Martyrdom of Seyyed Hassan Nasrallah; fresh blood coursing through resistance veins
Setting aside surprise she asked him why he stayed there smoking hookah amidst explosions instead of seeking safety. He paused mid-puff laughingly suggesting asking his daughter—a ten-year-old beside him who simply answered: “Why leave? This is our home.” When warned about bomb dangers she laughed saying: “They’re just fireworks!”
In Lebanon life intertwines seamlessly with resistance—questions yield no answers! Lebanese & Palestinians have chosen this way living alongside resistance and the martyrdom of Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah has infused fresh blood into each of their veins!
From: farsnews.ir
